Si Tian Guan Chapter 95

    Zhiwei's hands were clasped together, and the gaze on the opposite side was a little uncomfortable, especially these eyes seemed to see through people, which was daunting.

    But he still couldn't help thinking - he was so good-looking, how could there be such a good-looking person, no wonder nobles like the prince are so attentive, thinking about how to please him, making him envious.

    When I accompany guests in the past, I have seen a lot of pampered pets, some are gentle and pleasant, some are cold and arrogant, some are sentimental, and some are innocent and cheerful.

      Which piece of meat is more delicious.

    "Young Master...Drinking tea?" He asked timidly, a little scared: "Would you like some snacks?"

    "My name is Qu Shenzhou, you can call me Shenzhou or Xiao Qu."

    Zhiwei called out, "Brother Xiao Qu."

    Qu Chenzhou took his hand and sat down, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

    Zhiwei sat down and looked down to see a bruise spread from the tiger's mouth all the way to the sleeve, and his heart couldn't help jumping.

    I have seen such scars on my friends before, but I didn't expect the prince to look gentle and tyrannical in private.

    "My name is Zhiwei."

      ,Together we will."

    Zhiwei was overwhelmed, thinking about what he had just thought, feeling a little ashamed, and hurriedly replied: "My real name is Yang, and my hometown is in Hekou."

    "Home..." When Qu Chenzhou opened his mouth, he found that his problem was a bit cruel. How could people who fall into this situation bring up home.

    But he looked at Zhiwei carefully, and continued to ask: "Are your parents and brothers all right?"

    Zhiwei's eyes turned red as expected, he lowered his head and stopped for a moment, seeing that Qu Chenzhou did not change the subject, he could only bite the bullet and answer: "The family was hit by a disaster, and I ran away with my family, I don't know. Where did you go, and was later abducted and sold here."

    "When did the disaster happen?"

    Zhiwei was at a loss when asked: "Da...about six or seven years ago..."

    Qu Chenzhou stared at him for a moment, but found nothing, the time has come, and he sighed in his heart.

    If it was in the past, how could he have spent so much effort, just holding Zhiwei's hand and asking a few words, he would know everything, but now he can't tell the truth from the fake, and he doesn't know if he should The letter is knowledgeable.

    For some reason, when Zhiwei entered the door, at first glance, he always felt that Zhiwei looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

    But the person in my memory doesn't seem to be that old, and certainly not someone I see often.

    So even if Zhiwei reported his family name, he still couldn't remember where he had seen such a Hekou person surnamed Yang, and where the person who looked like Zhiwei was.

    "Where is Brother Xiao Qu?" Zhiwei lowered his head and picked up the fishbone, looked up at Qu Chenzhou and waited eagerly. He was so cute that he couldn't help but smile and asked boldly.

    Qu Chenzhou also tasted the questioning of himself, and replied with a wry smile: "...Changshui Town."

    Although Zhiwei didn't know the situation in Changshui Town, he thought about his own experience, so he didn't ask any more, but comforted others.

    "The past is over. Brother Xiao Qu gave birth to this rare and good appearance. He is the only one favored by the world, and he doesn't have to worry about the future."

    He sent the fish with the fishbone to him, glanced at the hand on the side of the pan, turned to look at the door, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Qu, how will the prince treat you?"

    "Huh?" Qu Chenzhou was pondering Zhiwei's words and manners, when he was suddenly caught by this question, and almost without thinking, he replied: "The prince is very good to me."

    Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went to the small cabinet beside him to look for a while.

    "My status, I shouldn't say anything about noble people, but only consider it as a kind word for us to close the door. After all, the prince is young and vigorous, even if he is rough, he still loves him."

    He pushed a bottle of medicine over: "It doesn't look good with an injury. I know that you are not short of this medicine by your side, just take it as my heart."

    Qu Chenzhou followed his gaze to see his tiger's mouth, hurriedly thanked a few times, immediately opened the medicine bottle, poured some in his hand, and kneaded gently.

    "Brother Xiao Qu..." Zhi Wei saw a shocking circle of bruises on his wrists in his rolled up cuffs, and extended to his arms, not knowing what happened.

    He was stunned, suddenly a little scared, and after thinking for a long time, Ai Aibi asked, "Has the prince... did you give you... ever... something like this?"

    Qu Chenzhou looked up, saw his cheeks blushing, and his hands quickly gestured a length.

    "Give it. Did you give it to your son?"

    Zhiwei nodded.

    Qu Chenzhou suddenly realized, no wonder Liu Chongming, who is not ventilated, thought of sending him Luozidai and caring about whether he wanted the sesame and mung bean from thrush.

    "Brother Xiao Qu... how do you use it?"

    "It's a bit thick," he answered truthfully: "It's not easy to hold."

    "It's a bit thicker, but the nobles like it." Zhiwei blushed and said softly: "You are still young and your hands are small, that is for the prince to hold it, Xiao Qu just needs to lie down Just be fine."

    "Lying down?" Qu Chenzhou was taken aback: "I always sit in front of the mirror, how can I use lying down?"

    "Sitting...you can...mirror, I haven't tried it...you like it..."

    Zhiwei didn't expect him to be so unrestrained, it seemed that he didn't need to teach himself at all, and his tongue was knotted: "When using... When using, you should ask Shizi softly... a few times, Shizi... will... Take it easy..."

    "Will it be?" Qu Chenzhou pondered, not remembering that thick eyebrows were popular in the palace, and he had reason to suspect that Liu Chongming would not thrush eyebrows at all.

    "The prince doesn't seem to be very good at using it either. He poked around randomly, it hurts a lot, and once poked me..."

    Zhiwei hurriedly covered his mouth to stop him from speaking freely: "Brother Qu, be quiet."

      Push it if you want, don't be so straightforward.”

    Qu Chenzhou nodded absent-mindedly, looked at the sun, suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and hurriedly took a few bites of rice, and replied: "I understand! I understand!"

    "What are you panicking about?" Zhiwei hurriedly poured water for him: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

    It's getting late, Qu Shenzhou doesn't dare to slow down.

      Know when.

    "Zhiwei, I'll see you next time, I'm in a hurry today," he took a few more sips, grabbed one side of the jacket and cloak, and hurriedly explained: "Tonight, the prince will It's not good and I can't sleep, I'll go back to make up for sleep first."

    Zhiwei chased him out, and when he saw him disappearing quickly around the corner, he waved to himself and couldn't help standing at the door for a long time.

    "Brother Xiao Qu...you're a weirdo, so the prince likes this."

    On the streets of February, the spring is cold, and it invades the spine. The thin snow a few days ago has not yet melted away, and it is the cold time.

    The horse's hoof of the new palm stepped on the flagstone road, making a crisp sound, which was refreshing.

    A young man in a light shirt did not pull the reins, and folded his hands on his chest, as if he was not afraid of the cold, and looked around slowly.

    On the street, the Qiaochun sisters upstairs recognized this man and threw flowers and smashed him with a smile. With a laugh, he blinked his eyes and moved forward with a smile.

    After two streets, he took the reins, got off his horse on one side, sat down at a tea shop beside him, ordered two trays of snacks, raised his feet to see two people talking across the street.

    One of them glanced sideways, then looked back, still chatting casually with others, after a while, the two separated, he waved goodbye to the man, and then crossed the street, also Sit down at the table.

    "He's a master," the young man asked, "Chongming, who is that?"

    "Naturally, he is a master." Liu Chongming took a piece of pear blossom and put it in his mouth, and asked, "Don't you recognize it?"

    "Does not recognize."

    Liu Chongming thinks about it too, Bo Yan spends most of his time in the palace, and a wild prodigal like Fang Wuyang has little chance to meet.

    " That's the deputy commander of the Sixteenth Guards of Nanya, Bo Yan, like Liao Guangming, they are all former apprentices of Pei Dutong. I told you about Pei Dutong, in the past Nanbeiya and Jinxiu He is in charge of the battalion, he is said to be a powerful person, and Commander Bo is a big apprentice, so naturally he is a master."

    Fang Wuyang looked at the direction of Bo Yan's departure, gave a simple "um", beckoned to Xiao Er to bring his horse, and left the tea shop with Liu Chongming.

    "I came back early this year," Liu Chongming asked, "Won't you stay with your master for a while longer?"

    He doesn't know who Fang Wuyi's master is, and Fang Wuyi refuses to say, the dragons are usually wandering outside, but during the Chinese New Year, they will inevitably leave the capital and disappear for a few months .

    "Master saw me as annoying this year, so he drove me back early."

    "I heard that you have really entered the office?" Fang Wuyang walked in front, opened the door, and asked, "What's good about being an official, not free..."

    The wooden door handle rattled in his hand, and was twisted off the door abruptly.

    Liu Chongming sneered, pushed him away, went in and sat down, not forgetting to instruct: "Don't forget to leave money for the store and repair the door later."

    In addition to the familiar Bai brothers, there was another person standing behind Liu Chongming's seat.

      The hair is looming.

    "What the fuck...what the hell..." Fang Wuyi still raised the handle in his hand, and he woke up in horror when he looked at the person: "Isn't this brother Xiao Qu? How did it become like this?"

    He blocked in front of him with his hands empty, only the pair of demon pupils showed in his field of vision, and he was more sure: "It's really Brother Xiao Qu!"

    The brothers of the Bai family were waiting to see his good show, rolling around with laughter.

    "I didn't see King Ning's foolishness, and I saw Fang Wuyang's, it's not a loss." Bai Shiyan said first: "Chongming, if Liao Guangming still defaults on your debts with you, insist that you lose, You push Fang Wuyi out to quarrel with him."

    Fang Wuyang was not like King Ning, who drank tea from the chin to the front of the front, just staring at people and sat down at the table.

    "For me?"

    "Think beautifully." Liu Chongming scolded him rudely.

    "Damn, Liu Chongming, what do you mean," Fang Wuyang swears unceremoniously: "Just show me? Show off?"

    "Yeah, show off," Liu Chongming unfolded the small gilded fan in his hand and shook it with a smile: "How much money and time did I spend to cultivate him like this, of course show off."

    "Fang brother, you don't know, the second brother has received so many posts recently," Bai Shilei made an exaggerated gesture and helped: "Second brother just didn't say anything. Take it with you, you didn't see Prince Ning's hala child flowing for so long, and every day he scolds the second brother for being a villain.”

    Liu Chongming patted his head with a fan: "Don't say the last sentence."

    Fang Wuyang was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "Well, you Liu..."

    He suddenly realized that something was not right. The table in the wing room was large, and there should have been two people sitting on one side, but now he is sitting on the side, Liu Chongming and the Bai brothers are opposite.

    Baishiyan saw his surprise, held back a smile and kindly explained to him.

     "Chongming let us help guard against it, dare to touch Brother Xiao Qu, and kill you."

     The author has something to say:     No one must have guessed his identity. Those who are interested can guess at random. Does anyone know who Fang Wuyang's master is?

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